Eighteenth Birthday


I celebrated my eighteenth birthday-
In quarantine.
While crying in my prom dress-
that will never be seen.
April 10th, 2020 I blew out my birthday candles-
And wished for a vaccine.
A month later, I received my diploma-
Over a computer screen.
“Due to circumstances unforeseen”
Graduation taken without atonement.
But, I am six feet closer to every moment-
Before this virus became our only opponent.
My memory is the only thing COVID-19,
Cannot steal away from me.
The Class of 2020 is another causality,
Of the collective trauma occurring nationally.

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